Friday, February 13, 2009

I definitely still look at pictures of you
And I wish I didn't

And I still think about what I'd do if I saw you
I would probably feel like I was punched in the stomach

Yesterday I wondered if you'd ever call again
And thought maybe I should send that email I've been writing in my head.

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One day a man was interviewing people on the subway.
He was asking the riders why they didn't smile on the way to work.
Likening the train to a slave ship, he asked people why they wouldn't smile.
Just to make things better..
And a woman started singing a song about Happiness that I don't remember.
When the doors open she flitted (yes, flitted) out and danced around someone sitting on a bench.
And she was being filmed then too.
And I was happy about it, but not as happy as the time I saw little old woman who sang dirty songs at Christmastime.
Mac is eating paper beneath the chair
The ice cream is settling and seeping in my stomach

I'm watching House and wondering why people like this show
They just referenced Deepak, though, but not in a nice way.

I'm probably becoming dumber every day
But I was dumb in the first place for believing that you would save me from this mediocrity.